2. Virginity Lost

Amayra

"Don't behave so naive. You know what I mean", he said, coming close to my face. Yes, I fucking knew what he meant but was I even ready to do that? Never in my life, I kissed a guy. And here he was approaching me to fuck?

"Come on, tell me. If you say YES, I'll proceed. If you don't allow me, I'll walk away", he looked deep into my eyes.

I felt the urge inside me to do it. I fucking wanted that. What did I even do with that virginity now? I wouldn't be getting a virgin husband, of course. What did this even matter to me? I was pissed, I was screwed, I was frustrated. Moreover, I needed that too.

Throughout my life, I lived only for my dada. I never thought of my happiness. I ended up thinking about the consequences and outcomes of my deeds and the influence of my actions on my dada's life and his image.

I prohibited myself from messing up with guys because I knew I had no right to fall in love with the person whom I would choose. I knew it from my childhood. I grew up with this consequence that I would have to marry someone who would be chosen by my dada. I saved everything for that one person. However, all of my dreams were broken when I got to know he was a gangsta.

"I think you don't want that. Don't think that I'm making you feel like a slut. I'm approaching you. We'll be equal in anything whatever we do", he explained. How can anyone ask for sex so politely?

Moreover, a stranger who doesn't even know you, let alone love you. He was a decent sexoholic, I thought.

I became dumb when he was talking to me. I didn't know how to accept that proposal. I didn't want to look like a slut of course.

"Should I leave?", he asks.

Bloody moron! Instead of asking repeatedly, just kiss me and begin this damn thing. If I had to reject you, I would've smashed your face and you wouldn't even utter all these things. I cursed him into my mind.

He looked at me for a few seconds and stood straight with a smile, then turned to go.

"Why do you want it?", I grumbled as he stopped. "I mean there are many more girls in this club. Why me? Who are you? Why are you guarding me like this?"

"Too many questions", he laughed without turning back to me.

"Of course. Because it's weird. How can I let anyone fuck me without security?", I spat?

Shut up, Amayra. Behave. Talk like a girl. Nope! Talk like a human who needs to get fucked now.

"Oh! So, you're making sure that I'm not a spy of your dada or would-be husband?", he frowned.

"Huh! No. My dada will not instruct you to approach me for this. And as far as I expect, my would-be husband has no interest in me. He didn't bother to call or meet me for once after the marriage got fixed", I shrugged.

"He has no time to think about all this. He must be solving his missions of drug dealings and whatever. I'm just a waste of time"

"Because he doesn't know that you're so beautiful", he said, stepping close as I glanced at him, widening my eyes. "Once he sees you he'll not feel like to do anything except for looking at you for hours"

I kept staring at him in disbelief. Nobody had ever praised me like this. Maybe, I didn't give a chance to anyone. Or else, they knew my identity, the granddaughter of Shashankveer Mehta. This guy didn't know that. And I was not willing to tell him either. Otherwise, he would step back like every other guy.

"You....", I strived to say something but my voice dissolved inside me again when he sealed my lips with his one abruptly.

What just happened? I couldn't find myself on earth. It felt like I was on clouds and someone was pouring all the moisture into a dead plant like me.

My first ever kiss! With a stranger!

I had never imagined this. I always thought of how the first kiss would feel like. It seemed better than dreams.

I closed my eyes to feel the intensity of that tender kiss. He cupped my face and sucked my upper and bottom lip one after another. His warm tongue rolled into my mouth, extracting all the vapour from me. I couldn't help releasing a moan into his mouth. Placing my hands on his chest, I supported him in the kiss. He clutched my hairs to lift my face, breaking the kiss as he looked at me with a wry smile.

I closed my eyes again and he kissed on my cheeks and nibbled my jawlines. I moaned aloud. His lips reached my neck when he takes my hairs in his fists, bending my head behind to get full access to my throat and wide chest. He was standing by the bed and I was still sitting on the edge of the bed.

He kissed all over my neck, throat, shoulder and chest, the places which were revealed, keeping on my dress.

"You want me?", he whispered into my ears.

"Yes", I breathed heavily. I had completely surrendered myself to him. Not because of that burning desire into me, because he felt so gentle and so comfortable to get along. It felt like I knew him for years. What else did a girl need while losing her virginity for the first time? 

I felt a huge jerk as he pushed me on the bed. I opened my eyes and found him unbuttoning his shirt. I kept my eyes on him while removing it. I was fucking dying to see his hard body. As soon as, he peeled off his shirt I spotted his hard formed abs and big muscles and a big scratch across his chest which made him look sexier. I felt myself burning with desires with a glance at him.

What was happening to me for the first time? I never felt something for anyone the way I was feeling for him.

He pushed himself on the bed and attacked my neck again. I clutched his hairs as he kept kissing, sucking and nibbling my neck, smashing me between the bed and his body. I took the chance to touch his tough torso, sliding my hand all over.

"You smell so amazing, macho girl", he said into my ear. He had definitely sensed my well-formed tough body too. Unfortunately, I had no feature of a beautiful and delicate girl. I didn't know how he found me beautiful. In fact, when he called me macho-girl it felt more amazing.

Being the granddaughter of a corrupt businessman was not only the sole reason for me being single for a long time. The other reason was my occupation. Guys showed less interest in me as I was a wrestler. You know the naive, delicate girl thing. I was not girlfriend material, not even a fuck material I guess. I felt butterflies in my stomach when he complimented me by calling me a macho girl.

My heartbeats raised when he touched my breasts over my dress. One moment I felt like to stop him but when he started squeezing them, I started moaning in pleasure. He kissed my breasts over my dress. I kept rasping in relaxation. It felt like a stress buster to me. In no time, he clutched my hairs again and turned me over, pulling the straps of my upper top. Then he removed my bra too.

I was lying on my chest, placing my hands on my bare breasts in shyness.

"Turn over", he instructed me but I was too shy to do that.

I was shy! I thought everything that never happened to me throughout my life was happening that night.

He pressed his chest with my back and kissed my shoulder.

"Don't be so shy", he said and turned me, shoving hands from my body. I closed my eyes tightly when the cold breeze touched my body.

I couldn't describe the next few minutes. He did everything to give me the pleasure I was craving. He kissed all over my upper body, filling it with kisses and love bites. I only moaned, scratched on his body and played with his hairs.

I was so lost in those actions that I couldn't realize when he removed my skirt. When I felt his lips on my inner thighs, I came in sense and look down, finding him between my legs. My heart sank.

What am I doing? Should I stop him? I know it's wrong but I never got anything by doing the right things. I would be bound by some rules after engaging with someone officially. What would I do if he showed no interest in me? I couldn't cheat on my fiancee. However, that man was still not my fiancee, I shouldn't get afraid of doing anything.

I came out of my thoughts as I felt his hand between my thighs. Tears rolled down from my eyes in pleasure. He caressed my womanhood with his stiff fingers, still, it felt so soft. I whine, clutching the bedsheet.

"What are you doing to me?", I mumbled after a long time.

"Making you feel good. And you're wet for me", he said, rubbing between my legs and came up.

"Open your eyes", he instructed as I opened my eyes. He smiled at me.

"Are you really a virgin?", he asked. I would've gotten mad at him for asking this question when I already accepted that I was a virgin. But I was aroused with his continuous finger strokes between my legs.

"Yes", I moaned, parting my lips as he made circles there. My whole body was trembling with his touch when I was laying there straight like a lifeless body. He made me numb with his intense work.

"Even me too. So, I was nervous. I don't know how to deal for the first time", he mumbled as I immediately opened my eyes in great shock. What? I look at him in disbelief. He is a virgin? Really?

"What?", I blurted out.

"Yeah. Why are you reacting like this?", he rolled his eyes.

I can't believe that. I strive to look at him, although my eyes aren't supporting me.

"You would never regret this", he rubbed my lips with his thumb. "You wanted to be someone's first, right?"

I shook my head and he kissed me again. This time, I poured all my desires into that kiss after knowing that I was the first for him too. That was how magical it felt to lose virginity together.

He entered me as I spread my legs for him. He was holding a good pace to make sure I didn't get hurt.

"It's so fucking amazing. You're amazing", he groaned while stroking with all his heart and soul, holding my hands together over my head. I wrapped my legs around his waist as we moved in sync.

"It feels so good", I whimpered. "I want more"

"That's why I'm here", he said in a mischievous voice and kept stroking inside me.

Electricity flowed into my body after orgasm. I never imagined it would be so fucking good. I remembered he was fucking me until I got unconscious.

The next morning,

I got up with a bad headache.

"Fuck! My head", I rubbed my eyes while getting up. As I opened my eyes, I couldn't find myself in my room.

"Where am I?", I rolled my eyes and my heart sank as I find a naked man inside my blanket. He was sleeping on his chest. My whole world turned upside down right then when I realized I had nothing on my body. All my clothes were scattered on the floor. I put my palms on my mouth in disbelief.

What have I done? I can't even believe what I did last night.

Fear took over me as I got up from the bed and quietly take my clothes and put them carefully so that, he wouldn't get up. I didn't want to face him, never in my life. I had made a huge blunder and all I could do was leave the place as soon as possible.

After putting on my clothes, I take my purse and immediately walked towards the door but I stopped and turned around to look at him. I badly wanted to see the face of that person who made me feel out of the world and made my night so beautiful. Although I was too afraid after this, I would always cherish that night. At least, I gave the most precious thing to a person who gave me his most precious thing.

I smiled at him and walked faster, taking out my phone. Thousands of missed calls from dada. He was gonna kill me for sure.

Coming out of the club, I hired a cab and moved to my place.

I am Amayra Mehta, daughter of a random couple whom I don't even know. For me, my whole world revolves around my grandfather. Shashankveer Mehta, the most influential businessman of Albania is my grandfather. He has some illegal things in his business, as far I know. However, it doesn't affect me that much. I live like a random girl with higher ambitions and some girlish dreams. My friends call me a tomboy. Nonetheless, deep down I had dreams and desires like every girl. I guess, my destiny didn't like that too.

Six months ago, dada told me that he had fixed my alliance with the most powerful industrialist aka the leader of 'Decease', the mafia gang. At that moment I got to know my life wouldn't be the same as I thought. Sigh!

I came in reality as the cab stopped near the gate of a lavishing mansion. Finally, I was at home.